Hot mmmf foursome with a 33yo woman at the swingers club [Group]

Went to the local swingers club as a male yesterday. This was an evening where single males are allowed, and all ages. I didn’t have much expectations because I did expect only older 50+ couples.

A few hours before the club opens, a couple texted me and asked if I wanted to meet them first. This was a young couple, the woman 33 years old and the man slightly older. I met them at a bar. The woman had a very short black dress. Bare legs, nice skin, skinny figure and a really beautiful face. She was looking HOT! We talked for an hour and a half, and then decided to go to the club. I was really excited, not knowing what would happen. But knowing atleast one hot girl would be there made me relieved.

We entered the club and changed. The 33yo woman changed into an even shorter and skimpier dress without panties. When she sat down the dress was so short that there was no covering her beautiful shaved pussy. She had long and skinny legs, with a smooth tanned skin tone. And a few tattoos.

My first experience with another woman as our husbands watched [FF]

I’m not usually usually sure if people want to read this but I’m in awe at the writing by some people in this sub so I wanted to contribute.

For those that have followed my posts they know that my husband and I are active swingers.

What makes the dynamic successful is communication and trust. We also have a set routine that works for us. We typically meet a couple for a drink (or a coffee depending on the time) and get to know each other a little bit on a personal level first. It helps build trust and we’ve found makes the experiences better.

Having three kids and limited success made us take a little bit of a break, but one night my husband was chatting with a couple that seemed normal. They were a little younger than us but still experienced in the lifestyle. Their profile was nice and they seemed cute. Their pictures seemed real so we figured we would get a babysitter and try.

The moment we walked into the local wine bar we felt an instant connection. We recognized them immediately and I grabbed my husband’s hand and whispered to him “wait they actually look like their pictures.”

Wife’s friend helps with their marriage part 6 [MFF] [Sharing] [Threesome] [Oral] [Mast]

*This is the continuation of the flashback to what happened in the hotel between Susan, Rob and Jane after the wedding in part 3. A few people asked me to fill in some details which I love to do. If you want to start this series from the beginning check out* [*part 1*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/otd2pr/wifes_friend_helps_with_their_marriage_ffm/) *or you can find them all through my profile.*

*If you just want to read the flashback story* [*start here*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pc36az/wifes_friend_helps_with_their_marriage_part_5_mff/) *or just read this part if you prefer. I’d love to hear what you think of it.*

I watch as first the tip, then half, then finally all of my husband’s rock hard shaft disappear into the mouth of my best friend, until her nose presses into the soft flesh of his abdomen. My hand probes down deep inside my panties and I run my finger along the folds of my wet lips causing an electric shock to race through my body. I want to close my eyes and let my head roll back at my own touch but I can’t bear to stop watching Jane and Rob; I feel so warm. Oh God, what is wrong with me, why am I not jealous or even furious with them flaunting their lust so obviously in front of me. Instead, I am more aroused than I may have ever been in my life, my sopping pussy responds immediately to my touch. As my hand moves upwards and my fingers find my hard swollen clit they begin to rub, not gently but determined from the start. I want to cum so badly.

Learning I was an Exhibitionist…With an Exhibitionist! [MF]

It was a picturesque, pre-pandemic, tropical night. After a day spent sipping beers by the crystal blue water, and after hitting up one too many raucous bars, we headed back to my hostel room. Now it must be noted, that this room was configured in a classic, dorm style format. Eight bunk beds wedged tightly together, barely any room for bags let alone any privacy…

We tiptoed our way, under a chorus of snores, to my bottom bunk and began passionately embracing. As clothes were progressively shed, I worked my way down her neck, pausing to focus on her beautiful breasts. My tongue flicked across her sensitive nipples, as stifled moans left her mouth…

She firmly pushed me down against the bed, stroking my growing cock vigorously, whilst playing with my sensitive tip. Her eye contact remained unwavering as she worked my cock with an impeccable mix of tongue, lips and suction. I couldn’t help but moan, as the pleasure continued to grow. My big, thick, cock, was fully erect before I knew it. Satisfied, she positioned herself in cowgirl, emanating moans as she slowly lowered herself onto my cock for the first time…

I fucked my hot neighbor raw in a parking garage stairwell! [FM]

So i’ve recently started seeing a new guy. He’s new in town and just moved into my neighborhood. He’s also WAY out of my league: 6”2, fit as a fiddle (i think I’m using that phrase wrong — SUE ME [please don’t]), a dark mop of quarantine curls sitting on top of a head with a face that’s made for influencin’.

He’s from Colorado, but imagine your stereotypical surfer dude and you’re there. Honestly, he’s a little too pretty for me (and a little bit on the young side at 28), but you make compromises for a thick 7 inches and getting to fuck a dude with washboard abs for the first time. Seriously, I’m trying to get all the dick i can while i’m still the only girl in town he knows.

(As for me: 5’4, long and thick brunette waves; thicc girl on the hourglass side with big tits, baby makin’ hips, and a fat ass. I’ve been told my face puts me on the cute-sexy spectrum with big doe eyes and a bright smile. I’ve also been told I’m a “Midwestern 8,” so when I say he’s out of my league, you know what I mean. Guy’s an 11 anywhere.)

Forbidden Desires-Part 1

Note: this is my first time attempting publishing erotica on Reddit. Please let me know what you think and give feedback. Hopefully I got all the grammer and spelling current.

It’s Saturday and it’s another morning of waking up alone in bed to my alarm. I thought Jake was the one after three dates, that we were finally going to fuck after a night at the local gay bar Gossip. But it turns out he just likes to date and fuck other people that aren’t me, his date. I look at my phone and just like I expect, no texts from him.

It’s no surprise, he’s probably still balls deep in the other guy he took home instead of me. I go into my contacts, block and delete his number. Head games are never fun and never again after Chase and his fuckboi games.

I, Alonso Martinez, am worth more than a Chase or Jake. More than nights that begin together and end with being alone.

Wife’s friend helps with their marriage part 5 [MFF] [Sharing] [Teasing] [Oral]

*This is a flashback to what happened in the hotel between Susan, Rob and Jane after the wedding in part 3. A few people asked me to fill in some details which I love to do. If you want to start this series from the beginning check out* [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/otd2pr/wifes_friend_helps_with_their_marriage_ffm/) *or you can find them all through* [my profile](https://www.reddit.com/user/keppler26/posts/)*.*

Rob: Hi, where are you?

Rob: Susan?

Susan: Jane’s room.

Rob: Ok, coming back to the bar?

Susan: No, don’t want to get dressed again.

Rob: ?!?!

Susan: You staying down there drinking or you coming to help her fuck me? I could always get her to send a picture of me to David, like this one…

Washing Machine Repair [neighbors] [mf] [weed, cannabis, 420] [drinking] [anal] [consensual] [flannel] [wholesome]

I keep playing with this one and am liking where it’s going. Debating whether it should be third person. Feedback and critique welcome!

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It’s a spring, rainy Saturday afternoon: warm air, cold rain. You’re walking out of your apartment and you see me in the hall walking into my apartment, next door. I’m wearing a worn flannel shirt, some old jeans with paint splotches all over, knees torn, and carrying a laden bag of Home Depot stuff. I’m drenched too; it looks like someone (me) forgot their umbrella. There’s a puddle of water where I’ve been standing while fiddling for my keys.

“Hey there Kurt,” you say, smiling, as you step into the hallway. You’re wearing a flowing spring sundress, hanging by straps from your freckled shoulders. Even in our sunless shared entry hallway, I make mental note of its semi-transparentness, then shake it off. I realize I haven’t seen you without your mask. I thought you were gorgeous before, but now?

“Hi Miya,” I respond, cheerfully. Some water drips from me to the floor.

“You’re in marketing right? But I guess you’re a handyman too?” you say, nodding to the Home Depot bag.

Moonlighting [F/M] [long]

Being alone at the work station gave me plenty of time to think. Sometimes it was wondering why I was working 45 hour weeks for shit pay, other times I thought about taking up fly fishing or something. Sometimes I thought about nothing at all to the point where I wasn’t sure if I was still conscious while the specimen fridge buzzed in the background.

Today though, I was thinking about how long it had been since I got laid. Or even got myself off for that matter; had it really been a month since I last came?? Fuck. I stretched my tan legs under my desk. Living in a coed bunkhouse with 4 dudes I barely knew made lots of things difficult, masturbating not the least of them. There’s no way they wouldn’t be able to hear me; even if I was quiet, the shitty old bed would not be. Embarrassing.

I’d driven to a couple worksites with one of my coworkers, Mark, and he seemed pretty cool. Basic interests of a 20-something Midwest guy fresh out of college. Video games, going to the lake on his days off, bouldering, eating my fucking gourmet pickled green beans out of the fridge. All in all someone I would consider a friend if I spent more than 35 minutes a day with them outside of work.

[MF] When the flirty Christian girl takes you on a pilgrimage around the block and later you recite the old testament and new testament at two different churches

During my time, to put it bluntly, as a hoe I wanted to at least try and date. I was naive and took my dating profile to what I thought was “safe territory” : long term dating, ratcheted up the age range, and took off any short term dating. I watched my matches dwindle but one caught my eye. She was a couple years older, loved Jesus, loved him some more, and talked about how she was finding her mister right. Nothing overtly sexual in her profile and she loved going to the gym and bake sales. I messaged instantly and after a bit of back and forth SFW texting we swapped even more SFW pics and then she asked if I wanted to come to a house party her friends were having. Of course I’m game and she says there’s drinking and if I get too tipsy I can sleep it off on her couch.